Thanks for the advice. Things are feeling a bit surreal. I'm trying to ground myself a bit by taking care of financial stuff and getting new routines established for myself before I send my "girls" out to play.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Oooo, role playing! Can I be the lost FedEx driver innocently asking for directions, caught unawares in your net of manic sexual energy? Or how about the delivery guy who has a load of books for you, drops the box, and a book full of erotic photographs lands open, at your feet?
Okay, you get some points for getting me out of the dungeon but you're playing it a little too monkey yourself to bring out my monkey.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Gees, I was hoping you would sign up for being Mrs. Lou #II when I said I think I have room for a semi-retired W #2. You could work part-time. Now isn't that a good offer? \:\)
Yeah, I'm sure BB would like that. Two cooks and zero sex.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Nah, I think she'd prefer the pool boy with the well-toned biceps. He keeps glancing over his shades at the lovely Miss Jenny, trying hard not to be caught sneaking a peek. Unfortunately, his speedos don't do a very good job of hiding his real thoughts....
Nah, I think she'd prefer the pool boy with the well-toned biceps. He keeps glancing over his shades at the lovely Miss Jenny, trying hard not to be caught sneaking a peek. Unfortunately, his speedos don't do a very good job of hiding his real thoughts....
I like the yummy lion details but too much puppy dog/monkey in the "trying hard not to be caught sneaking a peek". If you changed this line to "staring straight at her DDs with obvious intent" then it would be a good beginning to a lion/lioness scenario, but still not monkey.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Yeah, I suppose the pool boy stereotype doesn't really have the brains, and that WOULD get old for Jenny very very quickly. Unless he was a Physics major doing the pool stuff on the side :-) I was thinking more in terms of her requirement for defined arm muscles, but yeah, I agree with you.
Jenny, this is awful, all of us fantasizing for you. Yikes, an image of Dick Cheney in speedos and silvered shades just popped into my head. Thanks a heckuva lot for that NJ, that's about the last thing I wanted to envision. Yuck!
